AN ODE

Several years ago while walking down the rode about a mile from home, I spied and ornage cone(traffic marker) lying against a fence. The road repair had be completed and the red orange cone had been left behind(I noticed the cone had been laying there for several weeks as I passed by). I wanted to get two or three cones to put in my car in case of a flat or breakdown. Every time I passed by it, the thought came to my mind: Should I get the cone or leave it there. I wrestled that thought in my mind.

The answered follows:



ODE TO AN ORANGE CONE


O, orange cone, what is your being

you from unseen present

to protect our lives

while we are driving

both coming and fleeing?


Black asphalt, yellow lines as we drive,

driving multitudes in the city:

O' orange cone keep us alive!


Upon us please have pity,

keep us safe until

for we all so ditty.


O' orange cone complete my will,

you lying there all alone,

as my dream to fulfill.


O'orange cone, I will not take,

a stealer I will not make.

DW/98